6
Paranoia
As soon as I arrived in the lobby, a uniformed officer informed us that he’d be giving us a ride back to Jessica’s car.
I had been surprised to see that Jessica was still at the police station. I had figured her parents would have already come and picked her up. But it turned out that Jessica’s parents lived in Los Angeles—and besides they were in Europe at the moment.
I felt really bad for her. She might’ve been tightly wound in everyday life, but her heart wasn’t made of stone. She was already genuinely torn up over Treadwell’s death, and then this. She didn’t say a word on the way back to her car. Her eyes were red-rimmed and she seemed exhausted.
When our cruiser pulled up to the gas station, another officer moved the police barricade to let us through. Two “Crime Scene
